So . . . yeah. Ok, it’s been an eternity, but I really do have a valid excuse. I pushed an entire human person out of my nether-regions and that tiny human hasn’t let me sleep since. There is very little time for blogging in my world right now, honestly. But I did want to let everyone know that I am indeed still here, albeit entirely consumed by a little hungry tyrant who demands my every waking moment. And most of my sleeping moments as well. For the first 3 months, all he did was scream and eat. Lather, rinse, repeat. And while, obviously, that’s what newborns do so suck it up already, it’s been tiring and draining to say the least.
But I’m guessing you want details, right? Yes? No? Who are you again? Maybe? Well, let’s go back. To a magical time when I was getting 8 hours of sleep a night (except for the 4 times a night I got up to pee). There I was . . . very pregnant and excited for my 3rd child to be born, and hoping he would grace us with his presence early.
I had the big belly . . . I had the painted toes . . . I had the nursery all ready. Now, all we needed was a baby! He faked us out by pretending to come a week early, but once I got to the hospital, he apparently changed his mind. Damn you, Braxton Hicks!! He played with my emotions for about a week, with occasional contractions that made me hopeful, but ultimately ended in disappointment and frustration. Finally, though, on his due date, he started making moves to enter the world. For real this time. So, after being up all night with contractions that continued until the next afternoon, a labor that was quite harrowing as his heartbeat slowed drastically with every contraction, and an epidural that slipped out of my back and had to be re-administered during the worst pain I’ve ever experienced in my life, he finally entered the world. On December 1st, at 7 pounds, 4 ounces and 21 inches, he was healthy and beautiful. I mean, just look at him!
And since that moment he has totally filled my world and my heart. I am with him pretty much every moment of the day and it is wonderful, frustrating, fulfilling and exhausting. However, once he arrived, I made a pretty drastic decision. I will no longer be a slave to the corporate world as an attorney, but will instead solely be a slave to my kids as . . . wait for it . . . a stay at home mom! Since this is my last baby, I just couldn’t hand him over to child care workers and run back to work, like I did with my first two kids. So, my new full time job is MOM. We sent the au pair off about 2 weeks ago, and so far it’s been great. I mean, it’s tough trying to juggle the newborn and also the older kids’ school schedules, but that’s only temporary. It will get a bit more manageable when the baby is older and not eating every 2-3 hours. But so far, I think I’m doing fabulous at my new job. I mean, I even clean the baby occasionally!
And I think I even worked out what was making him scream so much. At first I thought it was colic. Then the doctor said it was just reflux. But I started to suspect it had something to do with an aversion to dairy. Then again, he would also be miserable it I ate anything that was a gassy food (i.e. almost all fruits and veggies). So, basically I’ve cut out all dairy from my diet and avoid almost every fruit, veggie, oily fish, nut and pasta. But other than that, I can eat anything I want! Yeah, that pretty much leaves me with meats and breads (as long as they don’t have milk in them). And you wouldn’t believe how many things have dairy in them! Pretty much everything, dammit. So, it’s been frustrating to completely change my diet, but worth it for him not to wake up screaming in pain every night. Oh, and did I mention that I also haven’t had a drink in over a year? I am having the most fun! Parenthood is such a joy.
And we probably don’t need to talk about the fact that I turned 40 three weeks ago as well, now do we?
Thanks, hubs!
So, now you know where I’ve been and what I’ve been doing these past few months. And honestly, I can’t promise that this means a return to blogging regularly (or even sporadically) from now on, but I’ll at least try to check in occasionally. If my little tyrant allows it. Here’s hoping.
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